I got my interim report thingamabob from school yesterday. And apparently my dad feels that, despite the fact that I have enough credits to graduate today and that I've already been accepted to college, somehow this semester not only matters, but matters more than any other semester I've ever been in.

Uh, no?

As a result, because of my meaningless lackluster grades, he's going to be taking my screen away from my computer. VNC is a beautiful thing.